Oh humble and hard-working food processor, I’ve had you since 2001. You were my first appliance purchased after I moved to Portland. And now your top has disintegrated, leaving me unable to convince you to grate the Fels-Naptha to make the laundry detergent.
I’m hoping I can purchase a replacement, because your motor is still running like a champ, so this may not be a final requiem.
3 thoughts on “Requiem: Food processor.”
Well, if it is toast, I just purchased my first-ever food processor a few weeks ago. It's the circle of life, my friend.
I have you beat. I have mixer that I received for a wedding present in 1970 or was it 1971. Your grandfather fixed it once and a wonderful daughter presented me with new beaters at some point. It doesn't get much use now, but for years, it took a healthy beating. Sorry about the pun. MOM
Hee hee. Your Mom's comments. Golden! And I hate that we live in a time where you can't just get that one part you need. We live in the "get a new one no matter what" mode. Wonder if you could find new lid at a thrift shop.